Creators Camp

How does a summer camp with your internet best friend and favourite YouTuber sound? What about having your whole past written in direct messages to that YouTuber with an abandoned Twitter account? What about having a past that could tear you away from the life you dream of living? It doesn't seem so easy anymore, does it?

"No but seriously he won't catch us we'll be fine." She settled down just enough to reassure me before continuing her fit.

I heard voices and I clamped my hand over her mouth.

"Shh." I put my finger to my lips as she made un-human-like protests.

"Wait, is someone out there?" A girls voice called out.

I looked at Carrie as she took my hand away; "Say something." She whispered.

"I'm giving up on you."

She shook her head; "Not the time for lyrical bombs! Do something!"

"Don't judge me!" I mocked Connor the best I could earning a stifled laugh from her.

"Is that you Connor?" The girl called out.

"Yes just me!" I continued my fake voice and accent hoping she didn't come over to catch us out.

"Oh okay."

I shone the torch in that direction to see her walking away.

Thank god we could have gotten well and truly busted then.

I can almost hear babble brains lecture now.

His voice sounded in my head like some sort of haunting war chant.

'You've gotta learn to follow the rules and stay in your cabin and not sneak out and just behave and stop trying to rebel, just focus and the week will be over before you know it. You can't be introverts all your lives!'